HAARPER, Baker Ya Maker - Obstruction (feat. Baker Ya Maker)

I'm stumblin on the pad like I'm a ghost I stop and take a breathe Then resume the show I been losing myself becoming less composed Thrown by the flame smoke entering my nose I can feel the burns on my face I'm a jackal The pyramids aligned with the Sun and my castle You are gonna die from the wrath like cattle I'm slaughtering everyone Torture with rattle Snakes in yo face with the poison Paralyze ya when I show up without noise then I am whippin out the bag and I place it on yo head Now you wakin up in shock To a damn bloody mess On the concrete I been takin souls every week Creepin in the fuckin street I'll make Your heart skip a beat Then take you to hell when You think your at peace I will show you what it means to be deceased I fear no man of this land crushing the World with the grip of my hand Blazing this blunt with the flames of damned Holding the weight of a psychotic man Oh thee one from the sun With the horns and serpent tongue Blazin with this hateful rage Show no remorse for what I've done Laugh now scream later Taste the sharp blade of My mutha fuckin razor Ain't no body here to save ya You'll die another nameless This is the cold world that We live so brainless I'm feelin no shame when I buck on a busta I've lost all my faith you Could die mother fucker I spit when I talk cause There's hate for you suckas The peace is now lost I Shall make them all suffer